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If I Was Your Vampire
Topic Started: Jul 8 2017, 05:53 PM (5,803 Views)
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*Frank Morgan.

Sam got used to life in 1973. Not exactly complacent - he still longs to go home - but... he stopped fighting quite so hard. He made more of an effort to get along with everyone.

Until Frank Morgan came along, and toppled all of that.

Now, Sam feels torn. He wants to go home. He wants to. But... there are things keeping him here as well. Chris has become an avid student, and Sam enjoys playing the role of mentor. Leaving Annie, after everything she's done for him, feels like betrayal.

And Gene...

Well...

Sam stops walking, looking up at the sky for a moment. It's heavily cloudy, promising rain. Better hurry up...

Pulling his jacket's collar up a bit higher, Sam continues on, his cuban heels clacking on the cobblestones.

He can't say that he and Gene are dating. For one because Gene would punch him, and for another because even Sam wouldn't use that term. A quick fumble in an alleyway, Gene getting him off in the Cortina in the dead of the night... That one time they dragged each other into Lost & Found and practically had a fight over who was to give the first blowjob...

That's not dating. Sam doesn't know what it is, but it isn't dating. And yet, it isn't just impersonal sex either.

Because Sam cares. He cares about what happens to Gene. He gets worried when he notices Gene starting his day off with whiskey for breakfast. When his cough sounds horribly chesty. When he's staring off into space, thinking no one is watching him.

Stepping through the gate to the cemetery, Sam shakes his head. He's tried to puzzle this out many times over the last few weeks, and it's never lead him anywhere. Asking Gene out "officially" is out of the question, surely. And it's not like Sam wants to get involved properly anyway - if he's going to go home...

And there he is again, at the beginning of that thought cycle.

Sam stops, looks around until he spots the familiar figure, stood in the distance beneath a tree, looking at one of the graves. Morgan asked Sam to meet him there. Sam ignores a creeping feel of dread at the sight, takes a breath and makes his way over to the man. Whatever he wants to talk about, hopefully they'll be done before it starts raining... Sam didn't bring an umbrella.

Once he's close enough, Sam calls out.*

Frank?
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*Sam stares at Gene, speechless for the moment. In theory, it's so simple... Distract his brain from one obsession by replacing it with another. But to think that... That Gene knows Sam well enough to think of something like that, in such a stressful situation...

Sam can't help it, the absurdity of it all makes him laugh suddenly - a short burst of it, half amused and half desperate. He buries his face in his hands then, breathing in raggedy before letting it back out again, painful aware of the fact that his lungs are only obliging because he just made a conscious effort.

Sam shakes his head, looking up again wearily. He doesn't know what to say... Are they going to sit here now for the rest of the night? What happens once Gene gets too tired, or has to leave the room for some reason...? Sam doesn't trust himself to hold this new side of himself in check on his own....!*
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*Gene flinches a little at that laugh. Sam sounds a little unhinged. And that side of Sam combined with the new urge to kill... It strikes Gene suddenly that Sam would make a good vampire...

But Sam doesn't say anything....is he thinking the same thing...?*

... You good?
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*That question... Sam can't help himself, he huffs out a slightly unhinged chuckle again.*

No. Fucking hell.

*He shakes his head once more.*

We can't-- this can't go on. Y-you'll get tired, you'll 'ave to leave the room, and then what?

How the hell are we supposed to do this, Gene?
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*Gene can't help but admit to himself that he's also worried about this. He's going to need to sleep. To visit the loo. To get food. Sam's got an advantage on him in every possible way. But he's not giving up. He's going to see this through if it kills one of them.*

Just like we're doin' it now. You doubting my incredible stamina? We're gonna keep goin' with this until you're not going all feral on me every five minutes. We'll set a time between flare-ups. And if you can get past that time limit we'll see how we go.
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*Sam isn't convinced. He's far from having a secure grip on himself, and it's the evening... Gene is bound to get tired soon.*

That's not good enough, and you know it. I'm not-- I'm unpredictable. I can't bl-- sodding tell what's gonna happen to me from one minute to the next!

*Sam leans back against the wall, forcefully exhaling.*

Jesus Christ, Gene. This is... Madness. And if what you did just now doesn't work next time...
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*Gene is beginning to get irritated now. He knows this is risky, he knows this might not work. That he might lose his concentration and be ripped to bits. That Sam might take a chance and end up staked. But what else can they do?*

Well, you got any better ideas, feel free to share 'em.
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*Of course Sam doesn't have a better idea... He's completely out of his depth. And if Gene, who apparently has at least some experience with... vampires, if Gene doesn't really know what to do... how is Sam supposed to come up with anything even remotely useful?

He still hasn't given up on the thought of just ending it... but it's clear that Gene himself won't do it, and with how things are now, Sam finds himself reluctant to suggest it again. Sam would do it himself... he'd ram that stake home himself, if that is what it takes, but... He can practically sense that Gene would rather through it out of the window than hand it over to Sam.

So there's nothing they can do.

Out of options, Sam does the only thing he can do right now - finish undressing and getting those clothes on that Gene threw his way. He pulls the jumper over his head first so as not to end up entirely naked, shuddering at the paleness of his skin. Then, Sam pushes off his trousers, noting where they've been torn up... that must be where they bit him... but his skin underneath the tear is untouched.

Reaching for the PJ trousers, Sam looks up and at Gene, his other hand still near the spot where the bite mark should be.*

... why can't I see any of the... *Sam grimaces, not really wanting to say it* .... the b-bites?
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*Right. Sam seems to have piped down with all that now. Good. Too much more and Gene'd start to lose hope himself. He's trying so hard to cling to the fact that Sam seems to be here still. And if that's the state of things, Gene can cling to that hope and let it keep him going.

he watches Sam inspect himself, and realises that he still hasn't told Sam one of the main benefits of his new way of being.*

They don't exist any more. You're invincible now, remember? And as part of that package deal they've thrown in super fast healing. You're a lucky boy.
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*Sam doesn't move for a moment, but then he look up slowly, incredulity in his gaze. Fast healing...?!

... so... whatever happened to him... now there's no trace of it left.

Sam doesn't know how to feel about that. It's as if this means that the crime committed against him just... disappeared. Even though he doesn't remember exactly what happened, he remembers the fear, and the pain. He'd been in so much pain...

Sam lowers his gaze again, finishes pulling up the trousers. Just like the jumper, they're hopelessly too big, making Sam feel even more displaced. He's lost his clothes, and in a way... he's even lost his body. The thought makes him bite at his lower lip - without realising that now, his canines seem to be back to normal.

His eyes fall on the pile of torn and dirty clothes next to him. The blood still hasn't dried... but for some reason, its smell does nothing for him. He should be grateful, really... but then, he notices something else.

Another smell.

Suddenly alert, Sam reaches out for the shirt and picks it up, hesitating before raising it up to his face to inspect it more closely. The dirt... it's not mud. It's... dust. Layers of grey. And the smell... Before Sam knows it, he's pressed the shirt to his nose, inhaling.

That's... that's a very peculiar kind of smell... musty... like a old cellar... but still with a bit of an earthy tang to it...


... and it's so familiar...

Completely lost in it now, Sam fails to relay any of his thoughts to Gene.*
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*Gene can't think about how small and lost Sam looks in those clothes... Like a little boy, almost. And Gene knows he himself must look dishevelled after the tussle they had, a small smear of blood on his cheek.

This isn't how he'd imagined tonight going.

The pitiful look on Sams pale face makes Gene want to say something else to try and comfort him, but before he can Sam seems to react to something.

Confused and a little worried, Gene frowns.*

What?
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*Sam looks up, though he needs to gather his thoughts for a moment before he's able to say something.*

... the dirt on here. It's... it's dust. Thick dust.

*Sam gives it another sniff, just to be sure.*

... old.

*He blinks, then... his eyes light up a little.*

It might give us a clue as to where all this happened.

*And once they find out where it happened, they might find whoever did this to Sam... and...!*
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*Huh... That was unexpected. Gene didn't think Sam's senses would be honed enough yet to distinguish smells other than blood. That's interesting...*

Dust? You sure you're not just smelling my carpets?
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*Sam's features fall for a moment, anger and insecurity flashing through. He's trying to make an effort, and Gene shoots him down nearly immediately...!*

Look for yourself if you don't believe me.

*He holds out his shirt to Gene - but then remembers Gene won't want to come close. Trying to ignore the pang of hurt, Sam withdraws his hand, only to toss the shirt over to Gene as far as it'll go.*

That's not mud. Looks more like... stone.
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*Gene does indeed hesitate as Sam holds the shirt out, the same thought crossing his mind. The urge is there to move over there and take it... But he knows that's too risky right now.

So when Sam throws it over, he's relieved. Until he gets to see Sam's blood in detail.

This is his best friend's blood dried all over this shirt he's holding. The last Sam ever bled as a human. It's tragic, and the thought hurts Gene's heart.

But amongst the bloodstains Genre can indeed see some dust smudges - the kind you'd get from lying on a stone floor.

Accepting Sam's guess, Gene looks back up at him.*

You got any idea where this came from, then?
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*Sam can sense that there's something - Gene's face turns stony as he looks down at the shirt. But before he's able to guess what's going on, Gene asks that question...

Sam can only shake his head.*

It's... Gone. I can't...

*Grimacing, Sam drops his gaze. The last few times he tried to recall what happened, it sparked that raging hunger... So It's probably for the best not to attempt it again.*

... My best guess is some place old and abandoned. Stone floor. Like some sort of basement... Or.......

*Sam trails off, unable to finish the sentence. He's trying, he really is, but his mind just won't settle. The short was a welcome distraction, but now that he's hit a wall with that, his thoughts begin to circle again.

How did all this happen? Why him? How is he supposed to handle this?

... And what does it mean for his body that's still trapped in a coma in the future...?*
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*so no real clue, then. Gene sighs, frustrated. Unless Sam's memories come back they're going to be stuck. They may have to come to terms with the fact that they'll never really know what happened.

Unless whoever did this comes after them again - if Sam was meant to kill him then they may try again...*

... Well.... Maybe your memory's come back once your mind's stopped going all jeckl/hyde.
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*Sam flinches at the word 'Hyde' - something about it rings a bell... Or maybe it's just that it's practically become synonymous with 'home'.

Either way, Sam says nothing, slumping in on himself slightly. He doesn't even think to try and get up, sit down in a more comfortable place - any movement from him would most likely spook Gene... So he's stuck where he is.

Sam wraps one arm around his front, shivering for a moment. The clothes he's wearing now are warm, but... There's a core of coldness within him that doesn't seem to want to go away.*
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*looking at Sam shifting uncomfortably makes Gene assess his own position. Neither of them are comfy, but what can they do? Though maybe...

Gene looks across to the small single bed just to the side - the duvet has no cover on it and it's a bit dusty... But...*

Oh go on, take that blanket before you shiver yourself into the grave for good.

Slow, mind. Nice, slow movements and you keep your fangs where I can see 'em.
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*Sam glances up, his eyes flitting over to the bed, then back to Gene.*

... what about you?

*If Gene intends to stay here, he'll have to get at least somewhat comfortable as well... he looks ruffled up, his hair hopelessly out of control, shirt slightly untucked - from their tussles earlier, no question...

... and that cut...

A muscle in Sam's face twitches and he looks away quickly.*
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*Gene shrugs, touched by Sam's concern but adamant still.*

Think you've had more of a shock than me tonight.

And this is just a scrape. Don't worry your pretty little head about it.

Just keep your focus on Not Killing Me and I'll be happy as Larry.
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*Well, Sam can't really argue with that... though it's not easy admitting that. Still, the prospect of warming up a little is too tempting to continue to resist... so Sam, as slowly as he can muster, heaves himself up, until he's standing while supporting himself against the wall. His limbs feel stiff, almost as if they aren't his own... it's disconcerting. Considering the ease and agility of his movements earlier, when he was trying to attack Gene, he now feels like a clunky robot.

Trying to ignore the feeling, and stubbornly not looking in Gene's direction to see whether or not he's noticed the change, Sam moves slowly towards the bed. Luckily it isn't too far away, so all he has to do is take a few steps, then reach for the blanket to pull it down. Once that is done, Sam retreats again - almost hastily - sliding down the wall until he's sitting down once more.

He pulls the duvet up close, wrapping himself in it... then, suddenly, there's an itch in his nose, and Sam inhales reflexively, and--

-- he sneezes.*
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*Gene clutches the cross harder as Sam moves - he's known vampires to be exceedingly good at trickery, and the last thing he wants is for his act of kindness to give the creature in Sam an opening. But it goes smoothly, and he's pleased when Sam settles back down.

And then he sneezes.

It's so... Human.

Gene can't help smiling a little.*

If that's you telling me I need to dust, you can shove it.
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*Sam sneezes again before he's able to look up, ready to shoot back a grumpy remark. However, he catches the remnants of Gene's little smile, and hesitates. Gene smiled... so he must be relaxing. On the one hand, the thought terrifies Sam - if Gene lets his guard down, he might not be able to fight off another attack.

But on the other hand... Sam can't help but feel a little more at ease himself. So his answer comes softer than at first intended.*

Think I've got bigger worries than that right now.
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Exactly.

*Gene can't help feeling a small pinprick of relief. The creature hasn't taken Sam away from him. He's still here. Their little jokes are still happening.*

And Since you're gonna be staying here from now on, you'll get to dust all you want.
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*Sam blinks, surprised.*

What-- permanently?

*He's simply not had the chance to think that far ahead yet - it's obvious he'll be staying the night, but beyond that... his life, or whatever is left of it, is completely in the dark now - quite an achievement, considering what he's already been through.*
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*Gene speaks as though he's stating that the sky is blue.*

Yes, permanently. What, you think I'm letting you go back to that dingey flat of yours while you're like this? No, I'm keeping an eye on you for the foreseeable future!
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*Sam stares back at Gene, needing to process this. It... it makes sense. Of course it does. But to be confronted so directly with the fact that Sam can't be left on his own now, that's hard to swallow.

But Sam forces himself to nod, then hears himself say as he lowers his gaze, staring down at the floor*

...Right. Of-- of course.

*Reflexively, Sam pulls up the blanket further. He should be warming up by now... why isn't he feeling any warmer...?*
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*Damn... He didn't think Sam'd be that bummed out about staying here...

Determined to get Sam to see the positive side of that arrangement, Gene shrugs.*

Ahh, C'mon. I know it's not ideal, but it's better than that poxy shoebox you call a flat. You can have the spare room and everything.
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*Sam glances up again, momentarily confused. Then he understands - Gene thinks he doesn't want to stay here...

Perking up a little, Sam tries to smile, but it comes out as more of a embarrassed grimace.*

No, I-- I don't mind staying 'ere.

*Really, on some level he's grateful that Gene didn't think twice about offering up that solution.*

S'just... *Sam sighs, his expression falling again as he tries to put into words what he's feeling* ... it's... hard... to a-accept that I can't... can't be trusted. On my own.

*That Sam can't control himself, when he's always valued his self-discipline and control more than anything.*
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*Ahh. So that's it. Gene can sympathise more with that one.*

Well, y'know... If y'can work hard and get that bloodsucky part of you under control then who knows. Maybe you can go back to that rot-house if you want. But not 'til I say so.
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*Sam lips twitch slightly, but the almost-smile is without humour. Not until Gene's say-so...

Sam respects Gene, and the fact the he's going to such lengths to help Sam means a lot. However... there's a power imbalance between them now. Up until this evening, they had been equals, and that was what made their relationship work despite everything - both professional and... whatever else they had.

Now, however, Sam is a danger... and Gene has power over him. That's more than difficult to come to terms with.

And for a moment, that discomfort flares up into resentment.

Sam's eyes flash red.*
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*Gene wishes he could see into Sam's mind right now... He's clearly pondering away, and while Sam's usually fairly easy to read, the absurdity and grimness of the situation's making it hard.

But if Gene knew, he'd be similarly worried. He may have the power now, but as soon as he let's go of that cross, Sam's have the power back. Whether it's five minutes from now or even a month, Sam could choose to rip into him at any moment.

And when he does, there'll be that again-present frightening red tinge to Sam's eyes.*

Oi... Whatever you're thinking, stop it.
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*Sam's gaze settles on Gene, sharp and calculating. It should be easy - it's only the crucifix in Gene's hand that's giving him power. Without it, Gene is defenseless. And Sam can be fast now, very fast. He could easily...

...

Sam blinks, as though only now registering Gene's words properly.*

...Wh-what?

*The red sheen isn't gone, but Sam's expression shifts to alarm and confusion.*
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*Okay, the red isn't completely gone, but it's getting there... *

Think of your grannie's tits or something. Whatever you do to get rid of the horn.
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*Sam doesn't have the mental capacity to even roll his eyes at this - he doesn't only hear Gene's words, but also the beat of his heart... Pumping blood through his veins...

Sam grimaces, biting his lower lip and revealing his fangs again in the process. Ignore it, ignore it, ignore the sounds... The smell...!!

Somehow, Sam manages to bite out the words*

E-easier said than done-- I-- Y-your heart, I can hear it... It's...

*Sam groans in frustration, banging his head against the wall behind him in an attempt to snap himself out of it - how is he supposed to resist such strong stimuli?!*
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I don't care if it's singing the hokey-cokey, concentrate on something else!

*Damn, it looked like Sam might be snapping out of it faster this time but no such luck...*
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*Sam is about to shout back, frustration almost boiling over - but he thinks better of it. The more he riles himself up, the harder it'll be to remain in control, so he needs to-- think of something, something else-- earlier, what did Gene--

Ah--!

Sam's eyes widen, then he squeezes them shut, having to concentrate hard to recall what he learned at the academy, so long ago--

Frantically, he begins to mutter*

P-police Procedure Manual, Rule One-- Police O-officers have to keep their notebooks with them at a-all times... Losing a notebook is considered gross negligence and will result in... in disciplinary actions according to section 15 paragraph 3...

*And so he continues, murmuring haltingly, staring at the ground, his hands gripping at the blanket wrapped around him as if to hold onto himself and thus keep himself from unfolding and rushing Gene...*
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*aha! That technique! If Gene wasn't so worried he'd laugh again.*

.... I'm gonna have to pick up another copy of that handbook to quiz you on, aren't I.
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*Sam just nods once, absentmindedly, too absorbed in trying to recall the rules with as much concentration as he can muster.

And... and it works. Again. Sam feels himself relax, the sharp hunger receding to a faint pulse within him, as though mocking Sam by reminding him of how his heart had beat.

Sam falls silent, then the tension falls away from him. God, he feels exhausted...*
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*Gene stays on edge until Sam relaxes, exhausted. It's clear how tired this is making him. Gene hopes he's making the right decision in how to handle this...*

...alright? Back with me?
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*Sam nods again, closing his eyes for a moment.*

*quietly* ... y-yeah. For now.

*He can feel faint tremors running through him... shit. This must be what true addiction feels like... it makes Sam dread the next few hours. What if he doesn't make it? If he loses control and attacks Gene again...

As if to keep himself from moving, Sam pulls the duvet tighter around himself, until he almost disappears into it. What was Gene saying... set a time limit...

Sam looks up again, his tired eyes having trouble focusing on Gene.*

... what now...?
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Now... Rinse and repeat, Sam. Til I can trust you not to kill me.

*And so it goes, hour upon hour. Sam flares up, Gene makes him recite different regulations until he calms down. He's waiting for at least an hour between Sam's eyes turning red, but they don't get close.

Eventually Gene begins to tire. A quick glance at the clock on the dresser shows the hours ticking by - 11pm, 12am, 1am...and once 2am approaches Gene finds himself yawning, rubbing at his eyes. Pushing himself further up the wall, blinking.

3am, and Gene's head is nodding. He pinches himself to stay awake. But it's no use. The level of concentration needed to keep Sam under constant supervision is too much. Determined, he soldiers on...

But eventually, against his will and completely by accident, Gene slips into a light doze.*
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*Rinse and repeat...

Sam has no other choice, does he. Not if he doesn't want to risk killing Gene. So he'll bloody well try his hardest.

But as the hours pass, Sam loses even that little bit of conviction. The bloodlust keeps coming back, the urge to throw himself at Gene strong as ever. They manage to battle it down each time (at least it seems like the reciting really is helping), but Sam can see that Gene is getting tired. His own wristwatch is smashed up, useless, and he can't bring himself to ask Gene what time it is... so the moments trickle by slowly.

And Sam is getting tired as well, the constant mental battle exhausting him beyond belief. His mind is beginning to drift off, and more than once he comes back to himself to find Gene sat in a different position from before, without any recollection of seeing the other man move.

Then, at one point, Sam snaps out of one of those trances, to find that Gene has nodded off. Sam's eyes widen - shit! Gene needs to wake up... if Sam's grip on himself slips now, then...!!

Voice panicked, Sam calls over to Gene*

Oi, Gene! Wake up!!
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*The night's events have taken their toll, and Gene is slipping into a deeper sleep with every second that passes. Sam's going to have to try a little harder than that.*
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*Shit...*

Gene, 'ey!!

*Again, nothing - Gene must be too exhausted...

Anxiety coiling in his stomach, Sam shifts uncomfortably. He would love to let Gene sleep - he looks as exhausted as Sam feels - but that isn't an option right now. And if he doesn't react to Sam calling out...

Sam will have to get over to Gene, won't he.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Sam shifts again, and slowly begins getting up to his feet. It feels strange - even though he's been sitting in the same position for hours now, he doesn't feel like he normally would: his limbs aren't stiff, joints aren't creaking, and... well, there's no blood that needs to start circulating again...

Sam grits his teeth. That's a line of thinking he does not need right now. He's stood up now, staring at Gene, with the duvet lying in a heap behind him. After everything Gene told Sam, he's finding it hard to take those few steps to cross the room. Gene wouldn't even touch him... so how is he going to react when Sam takes the initiative...?

However, Gene needs to wake up.

Taking a breath, Sam steps over the duvet on the floor and makes his way over. The closer he comes, the louder he can hear it - Gene's heart, thumping away rhythmically... the lingering smell of blood on his cheek... It would be so easy right now. So easy...

... and then what? Then Gene would be injured, bleeding. He... he'd be dead. And Sam... Sam wouldn't be able to forgive himself. It's as simple as that. And right in that moment, the image of Gene, blood all over him and staring up at Sam with broken, sightless eyes, is enough to eradicated any lingering bloodlust Sam had within him.

Finally Sam crouches down and reaches out, his hand landing on Gene's shoulder. He gives the man a more or less gentle shake.*

Gene, you have to wake up.
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*The shake does it. Gene's asleep, but still there's that residual adrenaline under the surface. The motion makes him jump, his hand instantly tightening around the cross, his arm flinching upwards to defend himself. All that goes through his mind is that one image - a vampire upon him, bearing down with sharp fangs--!*
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*Normally, Sam would never have been able to anticipate Gene's motion, let alone react to it. With his new body and reflexes though, he flinches back almost at the same time--

But however amazing his reflexes are now, they stand no chance against the searing power of the crucifix. Sam screams as it burns through him, his spasming muscles causing him to collapse in a heap on the floor. He tries to crawl away from the cross's influence, but it's no use, as long as Gene is holding him up, its power continues to torture Sam--!*
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*Gene isn't greeted with the sight of a monster... He's greeted with the sight of Sam recoiling in fear and pain.

Confused and scared, Gene drops the cross with a clatter.*

Jesus!!
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*The burning agony recedes as soon as Gene drops the crucifix, leaving Sam curled up in the floor just a few feet away from Gene, breathing hard through the aftershocks. And through the physical agony, emotional pain begins to swell up as well. He wasn't going to attack Gene -- to the contrary! But what Sam got for trying to be proactive, for doing the only thing he could do, was...

Hell, he knows why Gene did it, of course. Sam can't really blame him.

And yet, as Sam finally heaves himself up on his hands and elbows, half turning his head around to wearily eye Gene, the hurt in his expression is clear as day.*

I- I wasn't trying to--

*He can't even say it, the thought repulsing him.

However, there's also a voice in the back of his mind, whispering, See? Told you he's dangerous... *
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*Breathing heavily, Gene slumps a little. He almost had a heart attack!

And Sam's so close! The last time he blinked Sam was across the room at a safe distance, and now...

... Then how is he still alive?

He stares wide-eyed at Sam, not even registering what just happened with the cross.

With a gasp,*

What-- What happened!?
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*Sam blinks, stunned into silence for a moment - Gene has no idea he actually fell asleep... that must have been pure reflex...

Slowly, Sam gathers himself up, retreats back to a safe distance. Even knowing Gene didn't hurt him intentionally (not really, anyway), he doesn't want to be too close to the man right now. Wide-eyed and adrenaline-filled as he is now, who knows what he'll do if Sam doesn't back up...

Only once he's pulled the duvet around himself again does Sam mutter, not quite looking at Gene*

... you fell asleep. I tried calling you, it didn't work.

... had to wake you up somehow, didn't I.
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*he fell asleep? God, he could have let something dreadful happen!

He can see clearly that Sam's upset, but taking everything into consideration that isn't the thing that sticks out to Gene most at the moment.

Barely believing it, Gene frowns. *

And you didn't...

*he raises a hand, gesturing to his intact neck *
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*Sam has purposefully tried to not direct too much attention to the fact that he didn't feel the irresistible urge to chomp down on Gene's neck - but now he can't avoid it any longer.

And yes, he should be proud. Ecstatic, even. It looks as though his self-control is coming back.

But there are too many other things going on in his head. He can't be sure that wasn't just a one-off. He can't be sure he'll be able to keep it up like this. And Gene, whose first, instinctive reaction had been to defend himself... That's good, of course - it means that Sam may not have to worry as much. But on the other hand... it's chipped away another small part of himself. He's a monster now, and Gene is aware of it just as much, or even more than he is.

Sam merely shakes his head in response to Gene's unfinished question. He didn't, and still doesn't feel the urge. For now.*
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*Sam seems very closed off suddenly, and that alarms Gene to some extent... But he needs to concentrate on the important thing right now. And that is...*

Then you can control it!!

*Gene feels a surge of jubilance. He knows Sam isn't out of the woods yet, not by a long shot - but for Sam to resist while Gene was sleeping? That's a huge achievement.*
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*Sam blinks, slightly startled by Gene's sudden outburst. He didn't expect so strong a positive reaction...!

To some extent, that pulls him out of his little black pit a little. If Gene is this happy about it... Maybe it's more of a reason to celebrate.

However, Gene isn't inside Sam's mind... He doesn't know what it looks like in there. The chaos that's swirling around, and the constant threat of a battle for control breaking out when Sam least suspects it. It's only been a few hours since his transformation, but it's already worn him down considerably.

So his response comes out a little less gloomy, but still more or less subdued.*

...it could've been a one-off. Don't go celebrating just yet.
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*Gene knows what Sam's saying, but he can't help feeling optimistic about this. Sam may look depressed (and Gene doesn't blame him), but how he is now is a far cry from how he was when he was putting his fist through Gene's bedroom door.*

Okay, I won't go pulling the party poppers just yet - but you resisted! How do you feel? More in control?
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*Sam hesitates, wanting to give Gene an honest answer despite everything. But it's hard to tell... For now he feels like himself, but then, the bloodlust already feels frighteningly normal as well.

After a few seconds, Sam raises his shoulders in a slightly helpless shrug.*

I'm... I c-can't be sure. I feel exhausted more than anything.

*Weary, that's how he feels. Weary of himself and Gene. It's not nice, feeling threatened from the outside as well as the inside.

However, unable to resist Gene's budding optimism, Sam quietly adds*

... But I guess it's an improvement.
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That's the spirit!

*If he can get Sam to feel more confident, maybe that'll help too. If he can believe in himself and his ability to hold himself back. It's bound to take a long time, but this is a good start.*

How long's it been? Since your last...

*Gene makes a motion, imitating fangs*
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*Blimey, Gene is actually trying to cheer Sam up... It would be heartwarming, if Sam still had a heart and didn't feel so ruddy cold.

At Gene's next question, Sam frowns, trying to remember. His mind wandered off as well, though he can't be sure whether or not he actually fell asleep...*

Er... last time it 'appened was at 2:45am. *he gestures towards where he knows the drawer is located - the bed is in the way, and from his angle on the floor...*

I can't see the clock from 'ere, and mine's busted.
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*Ahh, good point. Gene looks across at the alarm clock, and...*

Well, congratulations. It's officially been over an hour.

... D'you think that means I can leave you alone for a tick? I've been dying for a slash since midnight.
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*The absurdity of the question makes Sam's lips twitch, even as he feels a faint swell of pride. Over an hour... Wasn't that the mark Gene set? So maybe... Maybe the situation isn't hopeless after all... For now, at any rate...

So, relaxing slightly, Sam nods.*

Go ahead... Just don't go pointing that thing at me randomly, please.

*"That thing", of course, being the crucifix.*
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*Gene's relieved to see that Sam seems to be relaxing - if he's agreeing to let Gene leave him alone for a moment then he must feel more confident now too...?

He rolls his eyes.*

I'll only point it at you if you're doing a swandive at my neck. Deal?
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*Sam's gaze snaps up to meet Gene's, suddenly sharp again.*

Well, I wasn't, earlier. But yes, deal.

*He knows being petty in this way isn't exactly productive, but hell - Sam's been through a lot. All he knows right now is exhaustion and pain, so he'll fight tooth and nail to reduce at least the latter.*
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*Earlier? Gene frowns. When did he--?

It takes a moment, but then he realises - he'd whipped the cross up when Sam woke him up.

But Sam can't be blaming him for that, surely? Just a little while ago Sam was turning a solid wooden panel to splinters trying to get to Gene to kill him. He can hardly be blamed for being jumpy.

A little of the wind knocked from his sails, Gene pushes himself up to his feet.*

Okay. Stay here, I'll be back in a tick.

*and with that, he backs out of the room and into the bathroom, the door locking behind him.*
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*Sam's gaze drops again, and stays there as Gene moves. Sam can tell that Gene is watching him as he leaves the room, for as long as he's able to anyway, but he doesn't want to see it. The caution, suspicion even.

No, he can't blame Gene - of course he can't. But that doesn't mean it hurts any less.

As the bathroom door locks, some of Sam's earlier tension leaves him. Somehow, it's quieter around him now, and it takes Sam a moment to realise that it's because he can't hear Gene's heartbeat anymore. And without that 'incentive'... He feels calmer. Almost... Almost alright, if not for the fact that he's freezing and... Well... Undead.

Suddenly, it hits him - he's dead. Bloodless. Without blood, there can't be body heat.

The realisation crushed down on the little glimmer of hope like a ton of bricks. Sam huddles up more tightly, picking up the pillow again as well. Even knowing none of it will help, Sam still feels the need to wrap himself up. Close himself off.

His eyes unfocus as he slips back into that trance-like state that's been his substitute for sleep during the last few hours.*
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*Gene's only a few minutes - he relieves himself, fills the basin with water and gives his face a good scrub. The dried smear of blood washes off easily - hopefully that should help matters a little...

And then he lets himself exhale slowly.

This has been one of the shittiest nights ever.

Sam died.

That fact still doesn't seem to have hit him yet. Because Sam's sat in just the next room. It's surreal.

He sighs, screwing his eyes shut. He's exhausted. And he should probably go back out there, check Sam's okay. But his brain is scrambled, running on no sleep. It brings back memories he'd rather not think of.

So he pulls the plug and forces himself back out there, trying to relax and put Sam at ease.*

Right...

*but the picture Sam makes, huddled up again.... It hurts. Stops Gene in his tracks.*

Uh... Look... You've hit your target, alright? You can get up if y'want. Just... First sign you might be turning again you have to pipe up and warn me. Okay?
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*Sam flinches as Gene's voice pulls him out of his reverie, his head snapping up as he owlishly blinks up at Gene. He's stood a few feet away, as if glued to the spot... Sam's first instinct is to assume it's because Gene still doesn't want to get close to him... But then he realises there is something in the other man's expression that doesn't quite add up. That harrowed look isn't just a result of sleep depravation...

So Sam's reply comes softer than it otherwise would have, the earlier sharpness gone for now.*

... Will do.

*He knows he should be happy he's made it without a relapse for this long, and he should probably take Gene up on the offer to get up and move around a bit... But Sam can't bring himself to do it. Somehow, being wrapped up in blankets like this makes him feel safer.*
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*Sam doesn't move... It's hard to see, but Gene thinks he understands to an extent - if he feels safe there wrapped in the blanket, Gene isn't going to force him out of it.*

If you're gonna stay in here, y'can always move to the bed. Might be kinder on your arse.

If I go catch some Z's, is it better I do that here, or somewhere else?
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*Sam glances over at the bed, then nods again.*

*quietly* Thanks.

*He falls silent again, contemplating Gene's question. If he's honest with himself, Sam has to acknowledge that he wants Gene to be there. He doesn't want to be alone right now, with his thoughts and this body that isn't really his anymore.

However, Sam knows that it would be dangerous for both of them. He can hear it again - the steady thump-thump, thump-thump of Gene's heart, and the faint rushing of his blood.

So Sam hesitantly says*

... Might be better if you left me alone. You sitting there... S'like a... A drug addict forced to stare at a ruddy big pile of pills...

*Sam grimaces as he speaks, disgusted at the comparison he's just had to make - but at the same time, it's the most accurate description he can think of.*
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*Ahh.

Gene's face twitches at that comment, his mouth forming a grim line. He won't comment, though. Sam's right, that's the most accurate comparison he could probably make. And Gene's not the one experiencing this. If anything, he's the problem. The temptation.*

Right. You need anything, you know where it is. I'll set an alarm for a couple of hour's time. Check on you.
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*Sam nods once more, remaining silent this time. A couple of hours... maybe he'll manage, when Gene isn't there.

... it'll be lonely, though.

Then, suddenly, a different thought enters Sam's mind, and he sits up a bit straighter in alarm.*

.... w-wait, what if whoever did this to me comes back to... to finish the job?

*If Sam was meant to kill Gene... who's to say they aren't being watched? And if they realise Sam didn't do what he was meant to...*
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*Gene blinks. What--?

Then he gets it. What if the vampire that did this tries to break in and kill them themselves?*

Then your super human senses'll pick it up and you can sound the alarm.

And anyway. You do to them what you did to my door and I think we'll be fine.
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*Sam isn't convinced... But Gene seems to be serious about this. He trusts that Sam would be able to deal with an intruder... Even with a vampire...

Sam gives a silent sigh.*

... All right then.

*He huddles back down, almost making himself even smaller. Gene offered him the bed, but... Sam can't bring himself to move over. He's safe, like this. And he can't unwrap fast. So Gene as well is safer, if only a little.*
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*Gene watches Sam huddle up again and sighs. There's nothing more he can do now. Just try to get a couple of hours sleep, recuperate enough to face the coming day. He needs to be strong for Sam. Strong enough to help him through this.

Forcing his voice not to betray his wavering emotions, Gene speaks again.*

Okay. Call me if you need me.

*He turns, stepping carefully over the smashed remains of his bedroom door and makes his way back to his half ruined bed. It's unmade, the sheets ripped, blood smeared on one side of the duvet - but Gene doesn't have the energy to change the sheets right now.

He throws the blanket off and collapses onto the duvet, fiddling with the alarm on the bedside table before trying to force himself to rest. He probably won't manage to drift off, but for Sam's sake he has to try.*
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*Sam just nods. Then, with Gene having just passed him, Sam turns his head to watch him leave. At first glance, he's the same as ever, albeit burdened with sleep depravation... But there's something different about Gene. Something grim.

... Not that Sam would blame him. But knowing that he, Sam, is the reason for this... All of this... It hurts. Somewhere in his chest there's an ache, making Sam almost believe he's still got a heart.

But when his hand creeps up to the spot, there's nothing.

Sam curls up, resting his head on his knees. How did this happen? All of this... It just... It doesn't make sense.

How can he be alive and yet... Not?

And what's happened to him in the future...?

It's these thoughts that send his mind drifting, and finally, out of a habit that won't die that fast, Sam's eyes slide closed. After about an hour, still in this trance-like state, Sam moves - clumsily places the pillow on the floor and lies down, curling up tightly under the duvet. It can't be called sleep - Sam isn't dreaming, and if he were talked to, he'd be fully present again within just a second - but it allows Sam to rest. Not to think about what happened to him, and how the hell he's meant to carry on.*
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*Gene doesn't really sleep - the smell of blood still lingers in the air, and he can't help feeling in edge. Sam's a vampire. Gene kills vampires. He hates the things. They destroy lives, steal people's faces, their souls. They can take hold of a person and change them. Warp them into something savage and dangerous. Devoid of humanity. And while he's managed to stop that in Sam for the time being, he feels terrified of not being able to stop it completely. He lost Stu, he's lost many people he knew and cared about. He can't lose Sam. Not after this mini-victory they've had.

It seems like seconds before the alarm goes off, jolting Gene back to himself.

Shit, he needs to check on Sam. And then he'll go straight down the butcher's and try to catch them before they open.

Groggy and sluggish, Gene makes his way to the spare room, unable to stop himself feeling wary as he goes.*

Sam? S'me... You still safe?
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*Sam doesn't hear the alarm going off. He does, however, very clearly hear his own name, calling him back to consciousness.

His eyes open suddenly, burning red. He swivels his head to where the voice had come from, his gaze settling on Gene. Without blinking he stares, for an endless moment.

Then, Sam blinks, and it's gone, his eyes back to their natural colour. His expression shifts to something more human - confusion, then recognition.*

Oh... *he blinks again, as though he's only just understood Gene's question* Yeah. Think so.

*Sam clears his throat, shifting in the bundle he's made of the duvet. Christ, he's still cold...*

Time's it...?

*He can see that the sky's brightening up, so it must be near the morning... And Gene looks like he didn't get much sleep, if any at all. Sam can see it in the rings under his eyes... And he can hear it, in the way Gene is breathing, in how the rush of his blood seems a little... Different. Sluggish, almost.*
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*Gene practically freezes as Sam's eyes turn red - but it seems to pass again quickly, thank God. And it's then when Gene notices, Sam's not moved a muscle for the full two hours. Does he not trust himself enough to?

He'll have to broach that later...

For now, Gene rubs his hands over his face to stifle a yawn.*

Half five. Gonna go pick you up something from the butchers. Keep you going for the rest of the day.
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*Something from the butcher's...

Blood. Animal blood. So that Sam doesn't try and...

If he had any left, blood would have drained from his face at that moment. He swallows hard.*

R-right.

*Despite the fact that apparently, this is who he is right now, the thought of actually drinking blood - any blood - almost makes Sam feel sick. There's the thirst as well, of course, but right now it's overridden by disgust.

So this means that Gene is... Is going to leave the house. Sam will really be on his own.*

... 'ow long will you be?

*Sam can't quite keep the nervous tremor out of his voice.*
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*It's easy to see that Sam's just twigged. He hopes he won't have to force the blood on Sam - his instincts should take over once he's faced with it properly.*

'Bout half an hour. I'll be quick as I can, alright? I'm not exactly jumping up and down for joy at the thought of leaving you, either.
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*Sam remains silent. Half an hour... It sounds like so long. Sure, he hasn't been taken over by bloodlust for the last four-ish hours, but... Gene was still there, ready to jump in should he need to.

But will Sam be able to handle this all on his own...?

Without realising what he's doing, Sam pulls the duvet tighter around himself once again, as though he's trying to completely cocoon himself in.

Finally, he murmurs*

... I'll do my best.
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*Gene isn't about to tell Sam not to cuddle up tighter. If that's what's helping him, Sam can stay there all he needs to. It's best if Gene just gets going so he's back ASAP.*

Okay. I'll go now. If you start to go again, recite some more of your favourite book.

Back in a mo.

*tired and emotionally exhausted, Gene turns and leaves. The drive is fast - no traffic on the roads at this time in the morning. And luckily, as he pulls up alongside the butchers he sees his man, loading boxes out of a truck.

One very awkward conversation, a handshake and a good deal of hush-money later and Gene's pulling back outside his house with one heavy box loaded on the backseat.

He wastes no time in locking up the car and carrying the box awkwardly up the stairs. Sam's probably be able to smell it from here. He just hopes he can control himself...!*
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*Sam merely nods, watching as Gene leaves again. Seconds later, the front door opens, then closes again. Another few seconds, and there's the sound of the Cortina's engine, starting up, then speeding away.

He's on his own now.

With a shudder, Sam squeezes his eyes shut. Suddenly, it's hard not to think about what's to come. Gene's going to get the blood, and then... Then Sam will have to drink it... *

... Fuck...!

*Sam bites his lip, then starts muttering to himself, starting at rule number 75 this time. He needs to keep his mind occupied, until Gene returns...

It seems like an eternity, but finally, he hears the familiar engine, the car door opening and slamming shut, then the front door opening. And there... Not a sound, but a smell.

Blood.

Sam's mind stalls, the whispered words dying on his lips. The smell is becoming more overwhelming with every step Gene takes up the stairs. However... Something about the smell is... off. Earlier, smelling Gene's blood, it was... Different. Alluring.

But this...

Before Sam knows it, he's sat up again, back against the wall furthest from the door, the duvet still pull tightly around him.*
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*Gene rounds the corner cautiously - he's sure everything's fine... But he has to be careful.

He sets the box down outside of the room, taking out only one bag of blood. No need to overwhelm Sam after all.

Then, warily, Gene stands in the doorway.*

Okay... This isn't gonna be exactly what you're craving, but... I've seen vampires go for this when they're snacking between... 'meals'...

*He swallows, battling down the instinctive anger that comes with that thought.*

... So it should do the trick.
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*Sam stares at Gene like a deer caught in the headlights. No, that's not quite right - his eyes are glued to the bag in Gene's hand. Despite the packaging, the smell is overwhelming. It twists Sam's stomach, both with nausea and suddenly awakening hunger.

He wants this, he needs this - but he's horrified at the same time. If he drinks that blood... That'll be another huge part of his humanity gone. Maybe an essential part.

Unable to take his eyes off the bag, Sam stammers*

Wh...wh-what am I supposed to--?
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*Sam still doesn't seem keen... But while Gene knows it's a big step, it's a step Sam has to take. He doesn't know if vampires can starve, but with Sam he's not going to take the chance. And from what he gathers, this isn't exactly the same as human blood anyway.*

Drink it. If I'm gonna keep you clean you need to keep yourself from getting too hungry, if y'know what I mean.
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*Drink it. Of course.

Sam's eyes flash red.

However, he makes no attempt to disentangle himself from the duvet. Instead, he snaps*

How?! *Sam nods at the bag* Through a-- a straw, o-or what?!
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*Gene looks down at the bag for a moment, then holds it out and takes a step forward. He's not about to give Sam any scissors or anything, so there's only one option.*

Youve got fangs. Use 'em, I suppose.
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!!

*Sam's eyes widen. For one long moment, all he does is stare at Gene, his eyes an indefinable colour. Then, they turn a deep scarlet.

Sam begins to shed the duvet. His movements are slow - not controlled, but betraying the struggle that's tearing through him. He hesitates several times, then continues, and finally the blanket drops to the ground entirely.

Once again, Sam stalls. Then, just as slowly, he extends a slightly trembling hand towards Gene. Towards the blood.*
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*looking at Sam now, Gene wonders if he shouldn't just drop the bag and let Sam come to it himself. The red eyes, the slow movements - it reminds him of a predator stalking its prey. But he holds fast, knowing that there's a crucifix nearby he can go for should he need to.*

...easy...
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*Sam stalls once more, as though Gene's voice has some kind of effect on him - then, however, he continues, slowly unfurling. His motions grow more stable, more controlled. Even with the ridiculously large clothes he's wearing at the moment, it's evident just how much strength lies hidden in this new body of his.

Sam moves forward in one smooth motion, now kneeling. Whatever it is that's keeping him from getting up completely, he doesn't fight it, even though it means having to accept that bag of blood like a merciful gift.

He extends his hand... Takes hold of the little bag of blood, his fingers briefly brushing across Gene's skin, so hot in contrast to the cold of Sam's.

For the briefest of moments, Sam feels Gene's pulse, fast and strong. Scared.

His lips twitch, revealing a glimpse of fangs.

Then, Sam pulls his hand back, taking the bag of blood with him.*
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*usually when he's this close to a vampire, it's trying to kill him, and him it. So having Sam's cold fingers brush against his... It's an odd experience. Especially when he can see the hunger in Sams eyes.

At this moment, Gene can see the hunter in him. The raw strength, reined back and disguised in Sams slender frame.

No wonder his heart's beating so fast.

He lets go and takes a step back as soon as Sam has the bag. Once Sam tastes the blood, he guesses one of two things might happen. Either he'll stop craving so much and feel more satisfied - more able to control himself. Or it could trigger another bloodlust. Gene needs to be ready for either.*

Take it slow, alright? Don't really fancy doing the heimlich on you right now.
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*Sam sits back down, eyes on the bag in his hands. The smell is overwhelming now, but he knows, he knows this isn't what he really needs. What he really needs is stood a few feet away from him, scared but trying hard not to show it. That blood in his hands, it won't nourish him the way his body demands.

And yet, Sam knows there really is no other choice. Even now, entirely consumed by his vampiric nature, he knows he wouldn't forgive himself if he went for that human -- Gene.

One last time, his eyes flick up to glance at Gene, as though to check whether he's watching.

Then, Sam's lips part, his mouth opening wide to reveal the fangs--

And, with a snapping sound, Sam sinks them into the bag.

He instinctively knows what to do - the force of the bite has created a seal through which he's able to drink without spilling the entire bag all at once. And once the taste fills his mouth, Sam can't stop. It's not right, not quite, but the craving is so overpowering and painful now that Sam doesn't have the capacity to care. His Adam's apple is bobbing frantically as he drinks, the bag emptying out at an almost alarming rate.

Within seconds, it's over. Sam wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, some of the blood having dripped down his chin. Without even thinking what he's doing, Sam then begins to lick the blood off the back of his hand, relishing even those last few drops. Or needing them.

Suddenly, his eyes snap up and at Gene. He doesn't move, but his gaze is piercing.*

... More.
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*Gene watches with wide eyes as Sam drains the packet, instincts taking over. It's a truly chilling sight. The way Sam's lips come away smeared, then the licking of his hand... Sam looks truly primal at this moment. Terrifying.

His heart does an extra, frightened thump when Sam asks for more.

Immediately, Gene steps back and grabs another bag from the box, tossing it over to him - he doesn't trust Sam right now - he's going to keep his distance this time.*
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*Sam hears that extra thump. The fear is almost palpable - intoxicating in its own right.

He catches the bag one-handed without even looking. His eyes are still trained on Gene, burning bright red.

Sam knows Gene could kill him. Probably - hopefully - would. But he's just as aware of how quickly he could end Gene's life. Right now, he clearly sees every little weak point on Gene's body, knows exactly where the most vulnerable arteries are. Which way he'd need to snap Gene's neck.

And Gene knows all that as well, no doubt. Yet her he is, feeding Sam. Keeping him alive. He's keeping his distance, yes, but he's still here.

Finally, Sam averts his gaze as he bites down on the packet, draining it just as quickly as the first. Blood drips down onto the jumper Gene lent him, and this time, just as he finishes up, a quiet, appreciative groan escapes him. Animal blood or not, he does feel an effect. That hole within him, it doesn't feel quite as gaping anymore.

However, he isn't satisfied yet. Dropping the now empty plastic, Sam looks up at Gene once again, his tongue flicking out to lick his lips.*

More.
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*Shit... How far is Sam going to go? He needs to make sure that he's got enough to keep Sam going for the whole day... *

One more.

*Just the one. He doesn't want Sam to get so far into this that he can't stop...

So Gene throws one more bag over to Sam, his own skin pale and a lump in his throat.*
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*Sam catches the bag as he did before, gaze boring into Gene. One more? The nerve.

But Sam says nothing, instead sinking his fangs into the plastic once again. He drinks a little more slowly this time, as though trying to take in the taste. It's... It's not horrible. Not the way he'd thought it would be.

Not quite right, but otherwise not too bad.

He could get used to this. Maybe.

The bag is empty, and Sam drops it without care. Then, his gaze slides up to Gene.

This time, Sam says nothing. He's waiting for Gene to make his move - almost daring him to.*
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*And there it is. That look that Gene's been dreading. He tenses further, ready to go for the crucifix. Sam's looking at him as though he's waiting for something. Another bag? Seeing how Sam is now, there's no way Gene's going to give him any more. Not just yet.

Voice low and wary to disguise the fear, Gene growls.*

Whatever you're thinking, you can bloody well stop it. Right now.
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*Gene can't hide his fear, not from Sam's heightened senses. He hears the way Gene's breathing is faster and shallower than it should be, the way his heart is racing. He can all but sense the adrenaline flooding his blood.

It's almost amusing how easily he's able to see through Gene's mask, normally so inpenetrable to him.

It makes Sam smile, genuinely smile, for just a second.

Then, calmly, he says*

I won't kill you, if that's what you're scared of.

*His voice sounds almost normal. Almost, except for that hint of something... Calculating.*
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*...!!

Gene swallows, eyes fixed on Sam, looking for any sign of movement. There's an edge to Sams voice now. Somethings there that wasn't before. And Jesus, it frightens him. Is this even Sam still? What if this whole thing was a mistake??

Gene forces his voice out, making it as hard and unwavering as he can. But of course, he can't hide the truth from Sam any more.*

M'not scared.
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